In the pavilion, the swordsman is on the Wuji Banquet, the most peak swordsman in the world is duel, the sky is unsheathed, Taishi greets each other, and the extreme collision is over.

The aftermath of the sword was roaring wildly, and the figures of the two were constantly intertwined, which was fast and even stronger.

The sword is at its peak and returns to nature. The two moves do not have much prosperity. However, each move is a top-notch and elegant posture, with no difference in accuracy, and the sword and sword are desperate.

The sound of the sonorous swords resounded throughout the hall. Outside the battle, the strong swordsmen from various domains watched the duels of the two, and were all attracted by the gorgeous swordsmanship, and were blinded and unwilling to miss any move.

"With such a way to do it, why do you need to conspire to plot against others and be despised by the world?"

The sword force changed and the battle situation was different. Baiyu Sword God looked at the young man in front of him and spoke.

"The world is unpredictable, and there are always insufficient force. It is easy to avoid hidden arrows and is difficult to prevent. In order to protect yourself, I will not be stingy with anything."

Ning Chen stepped on his steps, his bloody hair flew, the phoenix appeared, and the flames rose and burned to the world.

"What a pity your sword"

The White Feather Sword God whispered, and the frost on the Qingxing Sword was stirred, and the boundless freezing air spread. The whole world was instantly frozen, covered in silver, and the eyes were covered with silver.

"Sword Technique, Lanyuan"

When the cold air arrived, the phoenix fire rose, Ning Chen waved his sword, Taishi moved, the sword fire broke through the air, burned the sky and boiled the sea.

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, the fire and flames were gone, and the situation was not determined by the winner. After one move, the world returned to its original state.

"Natural work opens things"

Understanding the opponent's sword, the White Feather Sword God's body trembled, and white light rose all over his body. The move above the top that had never appeared appeared. Suddenly, in the void, the sword opened its stars and the White Feathers drifted.

"Sword Technique, Heavenly Sword"

The extreme power fell, Ning Chen's expression condensed, and the same move was at its peak. In the rising phoenix fire in the sky, the blue sword light soared into the sky, dazzling light, and separated the void.

A moment later, the sky sword was slashed, and the sword light passed by, a dazzling green light, the sky was destroyed and the earth was slumped.

The two poles intersected, and the wind stopped in an instant, and immediately, the remaining power burst out. The void between the two shook violently, and a harsh sound of shattering sounded, and countless space cracks crisscrossed and spread beyond the battle situation.

Inside the hall, a lot of formations were magnificent, and the rune civilization was destroyed, resisting the overflowing aftermath of the battle.

Outside the battle, everyone looked more and more shocked. They learned swords all their lives, and today they knew the swords and went on the swords.

"Second sister, when you face these two people, you will be sure to win"

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen looked at the battle situation ahead and asked.

"Ten"

Shui Wuyue said indifferently.

Mei Wuhen nodded and did not ask any more questions.

On the left, Jing Wuxia looked at the two people in the battle, and her eyes flashed with worry. If Mr. Ning wanted to repair the two divine weapons, he had to seize the position of chief of the Wuji Banquet on the Sword.

Judging from the current situation, even if Mr. Ning passes the Baiyu Sword God level, it will consume a lot of money. If he meets his second sister, there may be almost no winner.

In the battle, the battle between the two strong men was already hot, with swords coming and going, and beacons all over the sky.

"Swordsmanship, nothing"

The ultimate move came out again, and the sword intent swallowed the sky and destroyed the earth. In Ning Chen's hand, the Taishi sword edge swung past, and the moon-shaped sword energy surging, swallowing everything along the way.

The White Feather Sword God stepped forward, his figure retreated ten feet, avoiding the sharpest sharp edge. Ten feet away, the clear sky was swaying in the snow, and he slashed down with one sword.

The thunderous shock was shaking, the moon-shaped sword energy collapsed, and the aftermath spread. The White Feather Sword God took a step back, his figure turned back, and he bullied himself again.

A simple sword is simple and unpretentious, but it is so exquisite that it makes people difficult to dodge. At the beginning of the sword, there is nothing better than a move.

The famous swords were handed over, and the cold stars were everywhere in their eyes, and the killings changed several times, forcing them to death.

"Well"

The muffled groan sounded, and the two swords intertwined, and each of them was stained with vermilion.

The sword intent of the quality is difficult to determine the outcome, and the sword is unique and the world is established.

"Nirvana"

In the happy battle, there was no conspiracy or calculation, Ning Chen's eyes became more and more warlike, and the sword reached its peak. Ten thousand swords soared into the sky, swung the sword to a certain move, and Nirvana reappeared.

The magnificent sword energy is endless, crisscrossing, so dazzling that it illuminates the entire sword pavilion.

The extreme power appears, the heaven and earth are in turmoil, and everything is crawling, and it is difficult to bear the power of the extreme Tao on this sword, and it is trembling.

"Frost Cold Jiuzhou"

The White Feather Sword God stared at the sword and shouted softly, frost rose all over his body, wind and snow stirred, and sword danced in the autumn.

The next moment, the two poles intersected, the sword energy and frost were filled by, and the amazing power was the first to meet in the world.

"Well"

A pool of blood splashed, her eyes were red. The two of them were extremely powerful and they took a step back together, and the corners of their mouths were dyed red.

The fierce and extraordinary battle adds new results to the two, making the winner and the defeat difficult to distinguish and the situation is difficult to resolve.

During the seat, the eyes of the strong men on the sword were full of solemn expressions. If they were them, how likely would they win when they met one of these two people?

On the right side of the main seat, Shui Wuyue looked at the red figure in the battle, her eyes narrowed slightly. She knew that he still had reservations, at least, the moves he had learned from the sword scripture had not been used yet.

Is it not necessary, or is it a way to deal with her?

"Sword Nine, Divine Realm"

At this moment, in the battle situation, variables suddenly arise, the sword's realm spreads, the sword's no beginning, and the sword's no end, and a series of sword energy appears out of thin air, slashing towards the white-clothed sword god in the game.

"Squeeze"

The sudden change of moves, the White Feather Sword God could not react in time, and the sword light passed by, and the blood stained the white clothes.

In a moment, the red clothes passed by, the wind and clouds on the sword changed, the sword intent gathered, and the sword shocked the gods with one sword.

The White Feather Sword God swung his sword to resist, and was injured in front of him, and his strength was not enough. The two swords intersected each other for a moment, and then took a few steps back.

"One sword is invisible"

The advantage accumulates, the sword style comes out again, and the crisscrossing sword energy is ordered between heaven and earth, and gathers rapidly. A sword that is concentrated and then concentrated breaks out of the air.

The magic sword crossed the sky, and the sword blocked the extreme power. However, one move was defeated, and the two swords collided. The White Feather Sword God retreated continuously, and the defeat was revealed.

"Nine Swords of Heavenly Frost"

Unwilling to be defeated, Baiyu Sword God endured his injuries, shouted softly, stepped on his feet, jumped up, the sword turned to the extreme, and the nine swords spread across the sky.

After a moment, the sword light flew out, and the sword condensed by the sky and frost suddenly became frozen wherever it passed.

"Sword Technique, Three Lights Glory"

The sword was moved in red, and the figure instantly separated. The sword condensed three bodies, red, black, white, three figures, and three completely different sword intents.

The black and white blocked the power, and the red figure flew out, and instantly came to the air. He raised his hand and right-clicked the former, and the four-syllable moves came out again.

"Blue Dragon Falling"

With the ultimate move, the green dragon roared and locked the two of them. After a moment, it fell down quickly and smashed into the earth with a loud bang.

The shocking battle, the aftermath accumulates, the battle situation is at the center, and many major formations collapse, and it is difficult to withstand the aftermath of the battle.

The formation scattered, the aftermath waves swayed, the ground in Jiange rumbled and vibrated, cracks appeared, and continued to spread around.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen stood up, waved his right hand, and a dark red divine sword appeared. He entered the ground with one sword, and an extremely powerful force emerged, instantly stabilizing the collapsed Jiange land.

In the battle, the dust and sand dissipated, and the two figures appeared. In front of the White Feathered Sword God, he stood quietly in red clothes, and blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth, forcing the body restricted by the dragon gate, and backfired.

However, the result of this battle has been made clear.

“Is it worth it?”

In the aftermath of the shock, the White Feather Sword God looked at the young man in red in front of him and spoke.

"worth"

Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said a little tired.

Baiyu Sword God narrowed his eyes, and did not ask any more questions. He nodded slightly and said, "I lost this game."

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen looked at the two people below, and the light flashed in his eyes. As expected, the ninth son of the Mo Sect won.

Since this time, the son has appeared out of thin air, he has almost never lost his achievements, creating magic again and again, which makes people admire him.

"Mr. Ning, congratulations"

Mei Wuhen smiled and said.

Ning Chen nodded, nodded and then walked back to the table.

The two major battles were fiercer than the other. Everyone here came to their senses and expressed their feelings on their faces. The way of the sword was indeed profound and unmeasurable.

"Everyone have a break. Next, the next round of competition will be held. The rules are the same as before. The order of drawing lots is decided. Since there are three people left, there will still be one person bye," Mei Wuhen said with a smile.

The sword servant went to the hall, and there were three jade slips on the wooden plate in his hand, which would determine the final order of the showdown.

During the meal, Ning Chen and Mu Changge picked up a jade slip, and after reading it, they silently put it down.

"The second Pavilion Master's jade slips don't need to be sent to you, just show them."
To be continued...